"I won't say my name. I won't say my age. I won't say my past. I won't say my gender. I won't say my height. I won't say my weight. I won't be a character in which you can relate."
-Unknown
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    IT. That's what everyone called me. An IT. All I do is wander the halls of the DWMA in complete loneliness and silence. I wasn't one to be open in school. Everyone called me fat because of the hoodie which was thirteen sizes to big. An the sweat pants which were three sizes to large. I didn't want anyone to see me. An yet I was ordered to be here. By Lord Death. He's the only one who knows me.
  "Look at IT, how disgusting. Does IT even attend classes?"
  "I bet ITS a boy. No girl can be that piggy."
  I just laugh in my mind. 'I won't tell you my gender just yet. It's still to soon for you to know.'
  I walk the halls to Professor Stein's room. He was in my opinion was as mad as a old rival of mine. I won't tell my past either. I wanted nothing but to be as distant from them as possible. Sadly curiosity has peeked the top students here at the DWMA. Soul Eater Evans, Maka Alburn, Black⭐️Star, Tsubaki, Liz, Patty and Lord Death's Son. Death the Kid.
  Being me I wanted to prove myself, but at the right time. I was on a higher level than all of them. Just taking in there comments was a hard pill to swallow. To ease your confused mind, I will tell you one thing about me. I am a victim of suicide like actions, and I'm trying to break it. By learning to have no emotion. It's part of my training to became a high class, well I think that's enough info for now.
  It still hurts me, and I do release tears at the end of the day but, It's training.
  Tonight was the 800th year anniversary of the DWMA, the school which specializes in defeating Kishins and Witches. I will attended for the first few moments, in my normal hoodie and sweats. I don't really much care for the formality crap anyways. I'm to much of a guy for that. I decided to head home but something else bothered me to a point. I felt something slithering over my skin. I knew someone must be watching me. Who it is I don't know. Suddenly I felt the Earth shake beneath me, after a madness like wave length hit my senses. I jump out of the way of the hole and see something shoot up, and Maka and Soul as a Scythe falling.
  "Maka!" He called out. Holding her to him. They then land on a crate of oranges. I on the other hand throw my palm into the earth to release the Death Seals. I knew it wouldn't hold him for very long, but it would by sometime for Death to get here. He would know what to do wouldn't he?
  "IT! Look out!" I that moment I felt something pierce my hoodie, and wind came to my mid section. The Kishin's face was shocked, but he then smiled. He found me amusing.   
"IT?" Asked Soul in pain.
"Damn you to hell." I muttered. "I loved that hoodie, now you've gone and ruined it." I say withdrawing a knife and cutting my hoodie open in the front. My chest was wrapped with white wrapping, only wrapped over my left shoulder. My stomach lined with abs. Then the Kishin withdraws his scarfs and stares in awe as I cut the over sized pants off. Black tights on my slender and muscled legs. Then I yank of the wig I wore, which was black, a tomboy styled. My long white hair falling in a braid, to my knees. Then finally I pierce my finger with my thumb and touch my breast plate.

A symbol appearing on my eye. "IT's a Girl! An skinny! An hot!" Called out voices. The Kishin had averted his gaze to my decorated eye. He had smiled. Unlike me, he must have known what it meant.
"Kishin Asura!" Called out Death. The Kishin had faced him. "You've got the last one. I'm impressed. It this the great replacement of Wergo. Your second best soldier?" He had said.
"Last?" I muttered. "Last What?" I say a little louder.
"Well after I stuffed you in that bag, I created a school for weapons and miesters." I zoned out as I looked to everyone around me. Last?
Last? Last? Last what?
I was having a mental break down, not just because I was the last one but. Because I had no idea what I was to begin with. Then I remembered Soul and Maka, they needed me. I run over to them. "Soul! Maka!" I call out.
  Than the earth broke from underneath me, I trip and fall. Then something yanked me back from my stomach. "IT!" Called out Soul. I was then lifted of the ground as madness wavelengths fall down on me, I glance up to see a yellow skull barrier and the Kishin trying to escape.
  "You can't stop me now!" Yelled the Kishin. I then grip the bandages and cut myself free yet it was faulty. More just wrapped tighter around me. As I feel him push past the barrier Death calls out my name.
  "Shahera!"